
So there's only nine days left before I leave for Eire, and it's just a mixed bag of emotions. Sometimes I'm so excited I can hardly stand the waiting, and others, like last night, I sit in bed wondering how I could possibly be so far away for so long. It's one of those weird transitional moments that I abhor, but cherish at the same time.
Yesterday I went to Bridgeport with my mom and went shopping, which was a lot of fun if you don't count the parking lot. People decided to let out all their aggression and incompetence in there, to the point that no one was moving for a very long time. We managed to get a parking spot, and shop around at the container store to get some of those awesome space bags! I'm in love with them, apparently I can pack 10 sweaters in the space that one would take, so I will be able to take all my lovely clothes that I've spent so much time collecting!